flora
"I did say I wanted Torchline to be fun again, didn't I?" The Doubletake trills, waggling her eyebrows up at George. "I don't mind if things get a little rough, but I don't want it to be your blood I'm cleaning up. Not before opening night, anyway." She clarifies before turning her attention to her own project.
Looking down at the loose arrangement of wires, Flora flashes Jack a grin and shrugs. "Maaaaaybe." She hums suggestively, idly wondering if the captain was into that whole leather/bondage stuff and if she'd look any good with black cables crisis crossing over her body.
Turning the handle the wrong way had a bell tinkling in the next room. Turning to Jack with a look of unfettered delight on her face, the Doubletake beams. "Is that good enough, do you think? I didn't want it to be too loud, and I know it won't be much of a warning, but.." What Flora actually wanted was a magic door. Open the handle one way, and it's just a room. Open it the other? Boom. Thieves Guild. Unfortunately, Flora was already indebted to both Frey and Safrin just now, and though Ludo would probably have helped with such a tricksy idea, Flora had enough on her plate. So, as long as Jack thought it was fine, it would do for now.
"Geeeeooorrrgeeeee," Flora calls in order to bring the thief back to them. Pushing the door open, the inside room is nothing compared to what it had been under Raza's watch. Cobwebs filled the corners, crates were stacked high in one corner and were filled with preserves instead of valuable plunder, the tunnel which had once led to the governor's house had been caved in after the war, and the entrance to the fingers had collapsed as well. Not to mention everything was covered in a layer of grime.
"First I think we need to pull everything out of here that doesn't belong. Those crates, all that trash...whatever that is." Nosing toward a few bags that absolutely look like they once had bodies in them, Flora wrinkles her nose. 'Ronin started a pile of stuff to be burned outside, so we can just dump it there."
Lets clear some shit out!
Looking down at the loose arrangement of wires, Flora flashes Jack a grin and shrugs. "Maaaaaybe." She hums suggestively, idly wondering if the captain was into that whole leather/bondage stuff and if she'd look any good with black cables crisis crossing over her body.
Turning the handle the wrong way had a bell tinkling in the next room. Turning to Jack with a look of unfettered delight on her face, the Doubletake beams. "Is that good enough, do you think? I didn't want it to be too loud, and I know it won't be much of a warning, but.." What Flora actually wanted was a magic door. Open the handle one way, and it's just a room. Open it the other? Boom. Thieves Guild. Unfortunately, Flora was already indebted to both Frey and Safrin just now, and though Ludo would probably have helped with such a tricksy idea, Flora had enough on her plate. So, as long as Jack thought it was fine, it would do for now.
"Geeeeooorrrgeeeee," Flora calls in order to bring the thief back to them. Pushing the door open, the inside room is nothing compared to what it had been under Raza's watch. Cobwebs filled the corners, crates were stacked high in one corner and were filled with preserves instead of valuable plunder, the tunnel which had once led to the governor's house had been caved in after the war, and the entrance to the fingers had collapsed as well. Not to mention everything was covered in a layer of grime.
"First I think we need to pull everything out of here that doesn't belong. Those crates, all that trash...whatever that is." Nosing toward a few bags that absolutely look like they once had bodies in them, Flora wrinkles her nose. 'Ronin started a pile of stuff to be burned outside, so we can just dump it there."
Lets clear some shit out!
Flexing like a goddamn acrobat
Me and karma vibe like that
Me and karma vibe like that
